Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 193: Focus

It is night now, but the square is brightly lit, as bright as day. "Recommend Baidu/Qi-Zi*Small/Speaking/Online Reading"

Hundreds of tables are placed there, and the Yan family’s children are sitting on the side. Looking around, there are five thousand less to say.

Obviously, except for some retired ancestors, the rest of the Yan family's children are here, and even the patriarch of the previous generation has broken through. And the purpose of these people here is naturally to thank Ling Xian.

The mahogany table in the center of the square, Ling Xian sat on a chair. Sitting around were the patriarch of the Yan family, Yan Xiongfei, and seven or eight monks they didn't know.

These people are without exception, they are all strong in the pill formation stage, sitting there as thick as a mountain, and they have a force of force. But whenever they looked at Ling Xian, they always showed a kind smile.

At this moment, these few pill formation powerhouses are looking at Ling Xian, or everyone is looking at him.

They all want to see if this wizard who has made brilliant achievements in formation and alchemy at the same time has three heads and six arms. Otherwise, how could he be so young that he has achieved far more achievements than his peers?

Unfortunately, Ling Xian didn't have three heads and six arms. He sat there with no momentum, and looked like an ordinary person. Of course, this ordinary is for monks below the pill formation stage, these people are low-powered, and they can't feel the faint rhyme of Taoism flowing in him.

However, seven or eight strong men in the pill formation stage, including the old man in Tsing Yi, discovered the rhyme of Taoism emanating from Ling Xian. After that, they felt more shocked, and the smiles on their faces became stronger.

"Master Xian, please move your chopsticks and taste the delicious food of my Yan family." The old man in Tsing Yi smiled and greeted: "Although people in my generation don't need to eat these things, it's good to satisfy their appetites. Of."

"Indeed." Ling Xian nodded in agreement, and said: "Don't look at me anymore, let's eat together."

After hearing this, people on this table picked up chopsticks one after another, tasting the exquisite dishes on the table. When the monks on those tables saw the main table started to eat, they stopped waiting and moved their chopsticks one after another.

In this way, the banquet began. Everyone was smiling, tasting delicious food, and chatting with familiar monks. And what they are talking about is nothing more than one person.

That is Ling Xian.

There is no doubt that he is the well-deserved protagonist of this banquet, the only focus here!

About a moment later, suddenly more than a dozen cultivators came to Lingxian with wine glasses. After that, these people talked a lot, picked up their glasses and drank them.

"You are polite." Ling Xian smiled faintly, knowing that these people were thanking himself, so he also poured a glass of wine in return.

Seeing this, the monks on the other tables were also ready to move, as if they had made an appointment, Qi Qi walked towards Ling Xian. Everyone held a glass of wine in their hands, and there was no lack of words, and they drank into their stomachs when they picked up the glass.

Ling Xian smiled helplessly, without saying anything, and drank the spirit wine in the glass.

After that, a special landscape appeared on the square.

The monks on every table came to the front, without saying a word, they took a sip of the spirit wine, expressing their gratitude to Ling Xian.

In the face of everyone's toast, Ling Xian had no choice but to drink it. Fortunately, the many children of the Yan family came at a table. If they came one by one, even if they were Da Luo Jinxian, they would have to be drunk here.

After a long while, the monks at the hundreds of tables toasted all the wine, and immediately returned to their table to continue eating and drinking.

Ling Xian was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Although his drinking volume was acceptable, he couldn't hold up so many people coming to toast. Not only was his complexion flushed, but his body was also shaky.

However, his heart is extremely warm.

Almost five thousand people came to toast. This is not to make him drunk, but to respect him!

Therefore, although Ling Xian was a bit drunk, he was full of joy and felt that his efforts were not in vain.

"Master Immortal really deserves to be a Wushuang Tianjiao, and even the amount of alcohol is very high." The old man in Tsing Yi exclaimed with a smile on his face.

Ling Xian smiled faintly, waved his hand and said: "The old patriarch won the award."

"Master Xian is too modest." The old man in Tsing Yi smiled, thinking of what the third brother told him, he couldn't help asking: "By the way, I wonder if Master Xian has a marriage?"

Ling Xian was startled slightly, shook his head and said: "Never."

Hearing this, the smile on the face of the old man in Tsing Yi has become more intense. He had heard Yan Tiannan say that his granddaughter was enamored with the young man in front of him, so he suddenly asked this question.

"Haha, so good."

The old man in Tsing Yi stroked his beard and smiled: "The old man has a granddaughter who is about the same age as you, named Yan Ningzhi. She is beautiful and beautiful, and she is beautiful and beautiful. She is the best beauty of Shangdao, and she has never had it before. Marriage. It’s better to take advantage of this double happiness day to add another happiness and become a triple happiness. I don’t know what the immortal master wants?"

"This is... a proposal?"

Ling Xian was a violent spirit, and his drunkenness suddenly became sober, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "This can't be done, nothing can't be done."

"Huh?"

The old man in Tsing Yi frowned, somewhat displeased. However, when he thought that the person in front of him was not able to scold him at will, his brows suddenly stretched out, and he smiled: "You are not married, she is not married, and they are both right. Why can't you?"

"This..."

Ling Xian frowned, saying that she was afraid that it would hurt her heart in Yan Ningzhi's ears, not to mention that she was afraid that the old man in Tsing Yi and others would misunderstand her. This made him involuntarily guilty.

Fortunately, Yan Xiongfei suddenly spoke and helped Lingxian to get around: "Father, let Ningzhi decide on this matter, let's not interfere."

"Do you know a hammer? This son is young, but he is already a strong man in the alchemy phase, and he is also proficient in formation and alchemy. The future must be bright and bright. Such a Tianjiao who is hard to find with a lantern, If you don't catch it quickly, you will regret it in the future!" The old man in Tsing Yi spoke to Yan Xiongfei secretly.

Hearing this, Yan Xiongfei smiled bitterly, just shook his head constantly, and didn't say anything.

Although he was hostile to Ling Xian at first, after a series of events, he has agreed. However, he could see that this incident was mostly deliberate and ruthless.

Seeing that Yan Xiongfei kept shaking his head, and then looked at the hesitant expression on Ling Xian's face, the old man frowned, knowing it in his heart. He sighed secretly, he shook his head helplessly, and said: "Forget it, Xiongfei is right, the older generation should not interfere with your young people's affairs."

"Thanks to the old patriarch for your understanding." Ling Xian breathed a sigh of relief. He was really afraid that the old man would not be forgiving. That would be difficult.

"Okay, let's not mention this matter~ IndoMTL.com~ The old man in Tsing Yi poured a glass of wine for Ling Xian himself, and said: "Come on, Master Xian, let the old man respect you, thank you What you did for my Yan family. "

"The old patriarch is polite, you are an elder, I should respect you." Ling Xian smiled faintly, and wanted to stand up.

"Haha, although I am two generations older than you, but you are not my descendant. And in terms of cultivation and talent, you are above me, how can you respect me?" The old man in Tsing Yi laughed. , Toasted and drank the wine into his stomach.

Ling Xian smiled helplessly, and drank all the wine in his glass.

After that, another round of toasts began.

Every strong man on this table stood up, and immediately held up the wine glass, expressing his gratitude and respect to Ling Xian.

In the face of the toasts of the crowd, Ling Xian could only smile bitterly, hoping that the banquet would soon be over.

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